My First In and At Love

I guess there are a few things one never forgets…especially one’s first sexually intimate moment with another person. Not only is it your first physical intimate moment, but it’s also the first time you completely open up to someone internally; something beautiful in my opinion.

Mine happened the summer after my senior year in high school. I had met a guy gay online who was a year younger than I was, and we had been talking for a while. He was mixed, African American with Caucasian, swimmer, super toned body, cute smile, gentle, caring, funny, and sweet. So after months of talking, we finally decided to meet up. I picked him up at his house early in the evening, and we drove to a neighborhood that was just starting its development (yes…I know of the legal particulars of such things, lol).

We parked in an empty place where there were several houses in several different stages of their build processes, and we just cuddled up and chatted for a while, talked about each other, and just basked in each other’s company. That in it of itself was the first time I had ever been so close to and with a guy, as well as the first time I opened up my mind and heart and soul to one too. In a way I guess you could say I was falling in love.

Anyways, we kept talking and cuddling, and at that point I could feel the tension in the air and the chemistry forming in an amazing way that I had never experienced. We got to the point where we were talking about shaving down there and what we prefer. So out of all the things I could’ve said and done (like every first time huh?) I tell him, “Well, I left a landing strip…looks kinda cute…want to see it?” He replied with the most cute sounding and genuinely interested sure I had ever heard. So I undid my belt buckle and the button on my plaid shorts, and lowered them just enough for him to see the base of my manhood and my pubic area.

He giggled saying “Someone’s already horny”, making me blush and smile at the same time, and right after he told me how cute it looked to only have a slim strip of hair down there. And I was…at that point I started getting turned on like never before in my life, and my manhood started getting engorged, gently throbbing in my shorts, aching to be his. So I smiled, pulled up my shorts, and we kissed. I think we made out for a good 20 minutes before anything else, and I was glad because that got me relaxed and ultra emotionally connected to him and vice versa.

First “love” I guess. So we then began undressing each other, kissing and loving each other’s bodies, until he finally and quietly asked inside my ear if he could hold me…and I knew exactly what he meant, and I quickly responded with a yes. His touch on my manhood was just simply something out of the world for me. His cool hands holding my throbbing manhood while still inside my boxers, gently stroking it for me. So I then did the same for him, holding his already rock hard 7 inch manhood in my hands, stroking him, hearing him moan gently, and feeling hot pre-cum ooze little by little.

I then asked him if I could taste him, and after he smiled and nodded, I went in between his legs, pulled down his briefs, and I worshiped his manhood. It was the first time I’d been with one other than my own, and I was a bit hesitant. I then started kissing it up his shaft, and took a quick lick off the tip, scooping up some of his sweet pre cum. Gosh that tasted so amazing to me! I smiled, licked my lips, and took him into my mouth. He moaned, held my head, touched my back, ran his fingers through my hair. For me, it was also a moment of bliss…here I was, my first time making love to someone else’s manhood, so passionately, so intimately, so beautifully.

I thought about all the tips and tricks that I had read about online, and tried to do them for him, each time hearing him moan even more. Then, he pulled me back up to kiss me, and he told me how amazing it was feeling. He then told me that he wanted to do the same to me, so we switched spots on the reclined front passenger’s seat, he kissed me down, licked my nipples, and made his way to my boxers that were so wet by now. He kissed around my intimate area, and he told me the words, “you’re beautiful”. I squirmed on the inside and told him that I loved him, and he replied back as well.

He gently took off my boxers, and right before he began to use his tongue to lick me up, I freaked out and pushed him back saying “wait, I’m super sensitive..” He assured me that it would be ok, and it was, because the moment he took my manhood into his lips and then into his mouth, I was over struck with indescribable sensations. My back was arched, I was moaning for the first time ever, and I was his, he was mine, we were being profoundly intimate, and it all felt just right. He got me so wet; I don’t know if it was more pre cum or his saliva, but it was just simply amazing. He gently licked my balls, something I never thought possible. I then pulled him up and as we kissed, he pressed his body all onto mine, grinding his hips, and positioning our manhood's, from the tip all the way down to our balls, in such a way that they rubbed against each other with each thrust.

In the heat of the moment and with so much passion, intimacy, and chemistry there, I flipped us around and feeling him hold my german ass tightly towards him, began to grind on him, feeling how my pre cum and his got onto each other’s bellies. We then 69′d with me on top (my old car had front bench seats, so it all worked out). As he licked my balls for a bit, I rose up away from his manhood, pretty much face-sitting him, moaning and seeing the view of him right there so intimately close to my very own manhood. Our bodies were shiny by now from the sweat, and we returned sitting facing each other, making out, and frotting (rubbing our gay dicks together).

It was such a beautiful experience then and there. I pushed him to his back and went down on him, giving him oral once more. I tried deepthroating several times, not really knowing how it felt to him, or to me for that matter. All I then heard were deep gasps of air followed by smooth moans, and I knew I was loving him right. See too me, even those we weren’t having full-on sex, we were still making love to each other in that way. So anyways, I hear him say, “I’m close to cumming”, and all of the sudden, followed by a huge moan and his body twisting and him holding my head still, he yells “baby I’m cumming for you”.

And I felt his hot, salty but sweet, bareback cum flow into my mouth. In the moment, my brain couldn’t process it all, and I swallowed right away, afraid that it would spill from my mouth and get the car dirty. As he lay there catching his breath, I told him how amazing that was. He then flipped me over, and in a similar way, he showed me the beauty of deep throat, and going back to “regular” oral, he made love to me as well. I told him I was close to cumming, but it ended up taking like 10 minutes for me to get there. When I did, I whispered to him “baby I’m gonna cum for you baby, omg, I’m gonna cum…I’m cumming…” and I came in to his mouth. It all happened so fast, and I felt him suck on my manhood harder as my cum squirted out of my hot, wet, throbbing manhood. I could barely keep up with my breath. All I knew that was the most mind-blowing orgasm I had ever experienced. I came so much, so hard, and so deeply my body twisted and shivered.

When I finally got the chance, I told him I loved him. By now, he had swallowed my load and came back up to hold me and kiss me, and I reciprocated that love to him. We laid there for a good 30 minutes, naked, holding each other so dearly. We got dressed up, and I drove him back home, holding his hand along the way, I asked him to be my boyfriend and he said yes. I dropped him off, and I went back home, showered, went to bed, and fell sound asleep. I was so happy, and so was he. It was a perfect night for the perfect first time with my first ever boyfriend.

In retrospect, that first time set my way of looking at sexual intimacy and love. You see, we are always bombarded with sex just for pleasure, but it’s truly something else with feelings are there too. It adds a whole new dimension when it’s done lovingly, selflessly, romantically, passionately, genuinely intimately, respectfully, tenderly, and with sexy/loving/flirty consent at every step of the process. This first time made me realize that gay intimacy is truly beautiful and a true way to love someone in such a deep way. Lastly, to me, the cumming and cum itself became like mutual gifts; my load became my loving most intimate gift for him, his became mine, and his receiving of my cum an acceptance of my gift to him, and vice versa.

Sharing in that intense moment together is such an amazing experience, and our mutual gift just makes things deeper and more intimate. It was all to say, I had a really good, happy, loving, beautiful first time. I hope me sharing this helps give you hope or show you that love can be in the equation, and that when it is, it can lead to beautiful memories, even though him and I parted ways about a year and a half after that. :)